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Chapter 23 - Men eater 

Chapter 23: Men eater 

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Vlad quickly shot his hand and grabbed Alice's arm before it could reach his little brother.

she only giggled at his actions , as if amused by his uncomfortable predicament.

"Is that a no?" she tilted her head grinning, perhaps realising what his actions truly meant.

"You are violating" He lifted his body, that was once facing the silent sky, and softened his grip, just enough for her to free her hand from his hold.

She frowned, disappointment evident in her expression. 

"Then, what are you?" she leaned closer, close enough for her shoulder to touch with his.

"The devil," he spoke his truth, "a demon" his words continued "a monster; a freak; a killer" 

Alice unexpectedly reacted after the sound of his words, feeling as if deep inside he was speaking of her shadow, her reflection, but her movements were minimal if not unnoticed.

So, he continued. 

"The son of the devil" and it stunned her to the core. 

"Son of the de…?" she tried to question, but his words, as if in a frenzy, refused to halt.

"Lucifer" they betrayed hesitation, "wizard" they still spoke, "blood sucker; man eater; beast"

"Vlad?!" Alice became hesitant, as she moved her hands and grabbed his cheeks, turning his head and placing her gaze with his. "Are you good?" she asked as her expression changed in an instant.

"Alice, I am Satan," he simply spoke, his voice casual and his tone nonchalant.

she couldn't reply, how could she?

she couldn't speak, why would she? 

Would it be to deny his claim, or prove him false?

She didn't know, she didn't understand.

so she just sat there.

As her eyes still refused to part with his.

his still gaze holding its confusion with an unknown strand of confidence.

It was convict.

tedious, but it remained unspoken.

Just felt. 

So, she leaned in, and so did he. 

They kissed.

It was instant.

But for the inhuman that embraced its pleasure, it felt enough.

Alice leaned in closer, barely even able to think of anything else. 

grabbed his neck, pulled him into the comfort of her embrace.

But he pulled away, clearly conflicted by the actions of the women who sat before him.

Yet she refused to acknowledge his retreat. 

Using her supernatural strength, she pulled him in, causing only what he would accept to be his doom. 

Because at that moment, all hesitation had been forgotten.

All efforts to understand the other, had now transcended into something intimate.

Something never understood, but felt.

It was slow, yet comforting.

So comforting that she forgot the walls of boundaries in an instant.

as she moved her lips, moving their petals towards his neck, and kissing him to the point that he unknowingly shivered. 

She breathed out loudly with her non-existent breaths. 

And so did he.

Vlad had accepted it. 

How could he not, was he not once living?

Was he not once a boy–a teen?

He still was.

Even if immortal, he was still a victim to his flash.

It was lust, the need for release. 

So he accepted it.

He moved his hands and grabbed her figure.

Pulled it closer, and pushed her against the ground they had once been seated on.

She moaned at his actions, clearly taken aback by his strength.

Now they remained, eyes still interlocked. 

Only silence.

Then came a giggle.

It was Alice.

And Vlad only sighed at the sight of her actions.

pushing his body back, and standing to a not so towering position, a position too emasculating for his short standing self.

"What do you mean by 'you are the devil'?" She finally questioned, fixing her once laying body and leaning closer to his now risen self.

He only sighed, his breath so little that it could easily be mistaken for a giggle. 

"Not that different from you," he said, causing her brows to frown in her confusion.

Alice didn't deny it.

She couldn't.

Who was she to underestimate his strength? 

She clearly felt it.

She clearly felt it when he grabbed her arm in resist.

Who was she to deny his claim?

Why would she, when she felt his strength?

He was strong, too strong. Almost stronger than what she could handle 

But it never exceeded what she could take.

It felt as if he was still holding back.

"I am vampire" 

Only silence followed after his instant confession.

Because Alice was bewildered. 

"Vampire?" confusion filled her depth. 

Vlad turned his face and watched her changed expression.

He raised a brow when he noticed.

Her eyes had widened and her body fully tensed. 

"They are coming," she said with only whispers.

"What..?" But before Vlad could fully question, his head suddenly turned in an instant.

About a thousand feet away, lurking in number, stood wolf-like towering creatures.

They were silent, but watching. And their pace clearly approached.

With a spark of unknown hesitation, Vlad's smile suddenly appeared.

Widening, as if watching escaped prey, return to feed the beast.

"Please don't kill them," Alice suddenly whispered. Her Face now fully turned to Vlad and her expression turned into one of absolute guilt. 

Vlad was stunned by her spoken words. 

As his mind raced with questions for his sudden current ordeal, 

What did she mean by kill? 

How did she know he would do that?

Was it intuition? 

Or was it something else?

He didn't know. So he nodded in response.

Then he stood up, looked over to the nearing monsters that once escaped his grasp. 

He smiled, excitement fueling from each demonic vein that made his being.

His eyes, their once blue orbs, now changed red.

And his teeth, they sharpened, their shell reflecting the light that poured down from the lit moon, he was hideous. 

And Alice, the short old milf, standing beside him, backed away in retreat.

Moving backward to create some distance for the monster of beauty that stood right next to her.

"Promise me," she whispered. Words which were instantly ignored by he who stood before her figure, "Vlad please, promise me".

SWOO! 

He leaped.

Moving through the trees like a rocket. 

Mind filled with nothing but overwhelming remembrance.

A testament of the blind.

Truly blinded by the monster that hunts him.

Monster that turned him, killer. 

God amongst men. 

Descendant of the devil.

Men eater.

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